Michael’s Pub

This place CLOSED in 1996

If your can’t find Woody Allen at Elaine’s, you might get lucky and catch him play his clarinet here, on most Monday nights.
I have been here twice.
Once I sat at a table inside the quite casual room and chowed down on some pub grub. I had imbibed too much whiskey that night to remember what I ate. But, if I know me well, it was probably a huge burger and fries. Instant pre-​hangover cure.
On a more recent night, I sat at the bar, and watched Woody play a pretty good clarinet.
The best part was when he finished. Not because he finished, but because of the indescribably dispassionate way in which he walked off the set, to thunderous applause. He didn’t even
crack a smile.
Maybe he was in a hurry to meet Soon Yi, who suddenly appeared like a dream and whisked him away. What a sight to behold.
It made incest with an older man look almost romantic. I guess he gets points for his genius as a filmmaker.
What does she see in him? Ya never know. There is no accounting for taste, right?
This was a quintessentially cool NYC experience.